The one with a bang

.

Although he doesn’t once flinch and stands upright,

Of wondrous brilliance he must feel fright

Surely before this incredible shower

And though he might not for a second cower

Emanating from this incredible sight

Must surely recognize the power

The most grounded and blasé fellow

Even the coldest and most distant,

Taking away all known constant

Everything is nothing, bright and mellow

Explodes the world, in an instant

In blues and greens and reds and yellow

Something so very raw, so very real, so very sheer,

That feeling growing in his chest, so queer,

Even the common man is able to tell

Resound the muffled cries of the old bell

Inaudible by those who can hear

In a cry of a hundred million decibel

In a cry of a hundred million decibel

Inaudible by those who can hear

Resound the muffled cries of the old bell

Even the common man is able to tell

That feeling growing in his chest, so queer,

Something so very raw, so very real, so very sheer,

In blues and greens and reds and yellow

Explodes the world, in an instant

Everything is nothing, bright and mellow

Taking away all known constant

Even the coldest and most distant,

The most grounded and blasé fellow

Must surely recognize the power

Emanating from this incredible sight

And though he might not for a second cower

Surely before this incredible shower

Of wondrous brilliance he must feel fright

Although he doesn’t once flinch and stands upright,

 

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 Hour 1.

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